Whoo!
When it's working, a team functions as a unit --
Everyone's focused on the goal, in sync...
Hut!
...Trusting each other's instincts.
Okay, ladies of the Hawks, this is for the magazine cover.
Smiles, please. Beautiful!
Excellent.
So when a team falls apart,
no one's got your back...
or even worse, their on your back.
And you start to wonder -- are you even on a team,
or are you playing all by yourself?
This is great.
Ray Jay wrote this?
Keep reading.
All right, well, the kids in the story
live with their dad.
...And reading.
And the mother is...
Dead!
Margo, she's dead.
This is fiction. Don't get your panties in a wad.
See, the father is the hero, yeah?
The mother abandons the family,
and then she gets a brain tumor!
The psychological implications are pretty obvious here.
Ray Jay feels abandoned by me
because of my new job with the Hawks.
I don't work at all, and my kids still hate me.
Don't be so hard on yourself.
Last year, you baked every brownie...
I didn't even know that my son had any writing talent.
And he just got named co-captain of the football team,
and I haven't even hosted
any of those crazy team-dinner things.
That's a lot of work for a working mom.
Except...
If I had some help
from another team mom extraordinaire.
I only understand French when you're offering me wine.
Ray Jay is not gonna kill me off...
without a fight.
What a mess.
I thought Shannon and Leanne were friends.
And these are team wives?
Wags. Wives and girlfriends.
Okay. What exactly happened?
A magazine shoot.
"Stars Behind the Stars."
Our illustrious publicist Laura Radcliffe's idea.
The hitting and the shoving --
they came up with that all on their own.
Unhappy wives make unhappy players, Dr. Dani.
And unhappy players don't win games.
We already had two linemen go at each other
in the locker room today.
So you want me to go talk to the linemen?
No. We want you to talk to them.
Dr. Dani, the wags are wiggin'. Make 'em stop.
Okay. In the left corner,
we have Shannon Pritchett, former Miss Ohio,
wife of our free safety, Ryan Pritchett, all-star.
Shannon takes care of the Hawks charity drive
and almost everything else.
In the right corner, Leanne Fleming.
Husband's a rookie linebacker.
Do we have any idea what they were fighting about?
No one's talking.
I have to take care of something.
Good luck in there.
It was a misunderstanding.
Uh, what was the misunderstanding about?
We're a close-knit group.
We're bound to get on each other's nerves.
We apologize for any embarrassment
we may have caused.
Discord amongst the wives is not good for anybody.
You're all a part of the team.
Look -- what would the team like from us
other than an apology?
To try and work out the problems between you.
I don't have a problem, Dr. Santino.
Okay, in that case, you don't mind
if I move on with my life, right?
At the photo shoot, Leanne lost a bracelet,
an expensive bracelet.
She believes one of us stole it.
So that's what led to the altercation.
Her accusations were inflammatory, and...
Look -- unfortunately, things kind of got out of hand.
Dr. Santino,
Ryan and I have devoted our lives to the Hawks
for the past eight years.
The image of the team wives is something that
I feel protective of...
...Something I-I would never --
This is my nanny.
I...I have to take this.
Oh.
Morning. Blanca?
Everything all right?
What's he on, Juliette?
He's fine. I had more to drink last night than he did.
And you're proud of that?
He'll sleep it off.
You 911'ed me to wake up sleeping beauty?
Something was stolen from me, Nico.
Oh, sorry. Call the cops.
Oh! Look -- he -- Kurt and I were screwing around,
and we decided to record it.
Just -- just to see what it would look like.
And somehow the tape got stolen.
And now they want money...
To get the tape back.
Look -- they know my family has money
and that Kurt's an all-American forward at A.T.U.
- Juliette, I -- - Please, I know I screwed up.
I drink too much, and I party too hard, and...
Just you've always taken care of me.
I have strict instructions from your father --
not to answer your calls, not to step in again.
You know that.
Well, I'm sure Marshall Pittman,
owner of the New York Hawks,
doesn't want you to let his only daughter
have a sex tape float around the Internet.
This is Irv Superfon here on WNYJ.
We have Scott from Brooklyn on the line.
Scott, what do you got to say to Terrence King?
What's up, T.K.? You suck, man.
Hey, Scott. Suck this.
Douche bag. Get a job.
T.K., you got your game back earlier this season,
no question, but some of the fans
say Shane Givens is giving you a run for your money.
Well, Shane's nickname is "Little T.K."
And that's only 'cause I called him "Little tea cake."
All right? And you can tell Scott
and the rest of those unemployed, wannabe losers
to move their asses to New Jersey.
You calling Hawks fans unemployed losers?
They can either get on the T.K. train
or get on the Shane train and kiss my black ass!
Oh, okay.
Terrence...
I book you on "Irv Superfon's talk in the morning" --
number-one sports talk show, coveted spot.
And you decide to insult the fans of New York City,
as well as a fellow teammate?
I just, I -- what were you thinking?
First of all, the fans started it.
All right?
They do a list of the top 50 most beloved athletes,
and T.K. is number 47.
Shane Givens -- 25.
You may explain.
You're missing the point. You made the list.
T., listen.
A month ago, you were a liability.
And then Laura got you Sport-e Boost,
a shoe deal, doing national talk shows.
Between the work you're doing with Laura and Dani,
you're finally back on track, bro.
"Back on track"?
"Back on track," he says.
I'm 47 out of 50.
"Back on track." That's not back on track.
That's a big-ass derailment, dawg,
especially when Shane Givens is number 25.
And it is your job to fix it.
So fix it.
***
♪ Baby, work your magic on me ♪
♪ Necessary Roughness 1x07 ♪ Who's Team Are You On Original Air Date on August 10, 2011
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
Really? It's 11:30 at night.
We have a situation.
How come none of your situations happen at a normal time?
Because jail time is any time.
Jail time?
Shannon? What happened?
I was arrested...
for shoplifting.
Tell me what's going on.
I-I-I have things at my home --
things that I didn't buy.
Things you've stolen.
And Leanne's bracelet?
God, I barely remember taking it.
I feel such shame.
I understand.
I-I've never done anything like this before.
Shoplifting is often triggered by a kind of need
or loss or depression.
Well, I-I come from a tough home.
I rose above it, I got married, had kids.
We have a beautiful life together, Dr. Santino.
Why would I screw all that up?
Hey, kid. Get in the car.
You the guy from the phone?
Yeah. I am.
You got the money, right?
You got what I asked for?
Wait. This is like less than 200 bucks.
Over the phone, you said it would be --
What the hell, dude?
Are there copies, Charles?
How do you know my name?
Copies. Are...There...Copies?
If anything about this girl gets in the public eye
in any way, I'm gonna be a very pissed off guy.
"This girl"?
The girl on the disc, Charles.
There is no girl on the disc.
You think I'm playing games?
No, I'm telling you -- it's a drug buy.
Okay, some big college basketball star.
But there is no girl on the disc, I swear.
Mom, we're out of pepperoni.
There's some more on the table over there.
Chapter 2.
The brain tumor, it is operable,
and the kids abandon their father
on a rat-infested island.
Nice!
Here is to working moms succeeding.
Right?
Work don't got to trample on the home life.
It can be done.
That is right.
Hidey-ho!
Hey, which one of y'all want to play for the New York Hawks?
Yo, fool, why didn't you tell me you were having a party?
Terrence.
Mom, he just got here.
Um, T.K., can I have a word with you outside?
Ooh. Dirty side eyes.
Hold that, pimpin'.
I'm gonna holler at you. All right.
I'm coming back for that, though.
What are you doing?!
The Irv Superfon fiasco.
Irv who?
Do your research, Doc. It's a sports-radio talk show.
Dude set me up,
and now all the papers are talking mess about me.
Oh, God. Are you in danger emotionally or physically?
Well...Kind of.
We will talk about this
at your scheduled appointment.
You're not listening.
The fans are turning against me,
the papers are turning against me.
I mean, what the hell is so great about Shane Givens?!
T.K., I'm in the middle of my son's teen pizza party.
I love pepperoni.
You are my patient.
If I just let you waltz in here anytime of any day,
I'm not helping you.
Okay, so, what, so this whole thing is like a lesson?
I'm in distress, Doc!
We will talk about this at your appointment.
No. We won't.
Do we, uh, really have to do this?
If we want to understand why you steal,
what triggers the shoplifting -- yes.
When you're ready,
you might want to take off the sunglasses.
I feel like I'm back on the runway
in my bikini, without a top.
Okay. So...
Do you feel any urge?
What, to steal a belt? No.
But there are things that I want.
All right. Tell me.
Well, that necklace? I love it.
Good. All right, take it.
Don't steal it. Just pick it up.
Okay.
How does that feel?
Hot -- oh, hot in my hands.
Okay. Keep telling me.
This purse.
I...I want this purse.
Why?
I-I don't know. I just do.
What else?
Uh, that top. The gold one.
And those jeans.
Uh, that jacket, with the zippers.
And those boots. Definitely those boots.
Okay. Now what we are gonna do
is we are going to buy all these things
and see what that feels like.
But I don't want to buy them. I want to take them.
Things that don't belong to me --
that's what I want, to take what's not mine.
Okay, but, Shannon, you're not gonna do that.
You're gonna breathe.
You're gonna experience that sensation
without giving in to it.
Are you breathing?
Yes.
All right. 'Cause if you can do that,
then you can stop yourself.
I can stop.
Yes.
How do you feel?
Like we should go. Oh.
Shannon, don't! Wait!
What?!
The necklace.
You took the necklace.
What is wrong with me?
Shannon Pritchett is sucking up loose jewelry
faster than a Hoover!
T.K. and Shane got into it this morning.
Hell, we don't need to worry
about Pittsburgh beating us up next week.
We're doing it to ourselves!
What the hell are we doing about all this?
Well, Shannon's remorseful.
She's already in counseling.
And as far as T.K. is concerned --
He's a loose cannon.
Oh, well, he's working on his issues.
But that requires that he focus on the right things.
Meaning?
This publicity juggernaut is not in his best interest.
It's a lot of pressure.
Uh, with all due respect,
we're talking about talk-show appearances and endorsements,
not stints on "Survivor."
Look, I don't care if you fix it with gorilla glue.
I want it fixed by next week's game.
The ladies, too.
When Marshall Pittman calls me for the 14th time this week,
I'd like to be able to give him some good news!
Look -- we all want the same things here. Right?
Can't we all just get along?
Thank you, Mr. Switzerland.
Question.
Oh.
I have a friend. Has a problem.
Alcohol...
Men. A whole lot of... Trouble.
I keep bailing her out. Nothing changes.
Well, if there are no consequences for her behavior,
then she has no reason to change.
Enabling doesn't help.
No. It doesn't.
Thanks.
Hey. Come on in. Hello.
What -- what's that?
I went and bought the clothes from the boutique
that you wanted the other day.
I-I really don't want to talk about --
I know.
I just thought that we could look at them together.
Okay?
Okay.
What do you see?
About $2,000.
Printed shirt.
Jacket.
I-I don't get it. I --
Necklace.
Does that remind you of anyone?
No.
Anyone you know that might own a necklace like this?
Leanne.
I'm taking Leanne's things?
Why?
Well, I don't know! How would I know?!
Look, Leanne and I were very close
when she first joined the team.
I-I made a point of reaching out to her
when her husband was drafted,
welcomed her into my home.
And then one day, she just...
stopped talking to me.
And how long ago was that?
I don't know, exactly.
I think it was around the time of the San Diego road trip.
And did you ask her about it?
Oh, I tried, but...
I swear, Dr. Santino,
before the bracelet, I didn't do anything to her.
My keys, Margo. I lost my keys.
I've been rushing around so much,
I must have left them somewhere.
Yes, I called a cab,
but tell him I'm gonna be there as soon as I can
and that I'm sorry and that I love him.
Okay. Bye.
Psst! Psst! What are you doing back here?
Coach called me in,
and now I'm probably gonna miss Ray Jay's game,
and then I'm gonna get head cancer again.
Because I lost my keys and I have to call a friggin' cab.
Well, I'm taking off right now. I can give you a ride.
Come on. Chop-chop.
Let's go. "Chop-chop"?
Hello, sports fans.
This is Irv Superfon.
Before we move on to the round-table discussion,
still getting calls about T.K.'s meltdown the other day.
Kiss my ass, irv.
The Hawks have got to seriously think
about hopping off the T.K. train before it derails
into a fireball and takes the team with it.
Oh, you just gonna use my own metaphor against me, dawg?!
You really didn't have to do this. Thank you.
I wasn't gonna leave you stranded.
You sure that you want to stay and see the game?
Oh, come on, it's pep bands
and dads coaching from the stands.
Margo? Lindsay?
Is that Ray Jay?
Ray Jay!
Oh, my God.
Well, are you sure that we shouldn't have
just taken him to the hospital?
Dr. Felton's our team doctor.
You know...
He works on the $5 million knees.
Matt. Oh, hey, Jim.
Dr. Santino?
Yes, yes. Thank you for seeing us.
Oh, no problem. Anything for a member of the team.
Okay, so, your son has some laxity in the joint
and probably damage to his ACL.
Oh, what does that mean?
Very common sports injury.
We've sent him for an MRI to confirm the diagnosis
and determine the extent of the damage.
Run them all. Hawks will cover it.
Oh, my God. You don't have to do that.
Again, part of the team.
I'll keep you updated.
- Thank you. - Appreciate it.
Nice meeting you.
- Hey. - Hi.
I've got your, uh, home movie.
Oh, thank you so much.
I'm sorry. I'll never be that stupid again.
I'm just gonna make sure the guy didn't,
you know, pull a fast one on me.
No, look, please. Please, don't.
It's really embarrassing. Why? Why? Excuse me.
Because you're not in it.
- Kurt was gonna -- - No, you lied to me.
I put my job and my relationship with your dad
on the line for you,
not for your boyfriend who's passed out in the tub.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't know what else to do.
I love him.
You are throwing yourself away on the wrong guys.
You drink too much. You -- you --
you have a problem being alone.
Really?
Is it all that great having no one?
You tell me, Nico.
You don't care enough about yourself to stop.
And I care too much to keep picking up the phone.
Thank you, Margo, for bringing Lindsay home.
Yes, I will call you if I find out anything new.
Mm-hmm. Yeah.
You okay?
I should have been with Ray Jay.
Well, what could you have done?
He would have still got hurt.
You can't be everywhere.
Believe me, I'm finding that out.
How's it going with the wags?
Oh, it's...going.
What do you know about San Diego?
City in Southern California, great zoo. Uh...
Ha ha.
No, it's just that, uh,
Shannon Pritchett said something --
she made a point of mentioning...
Did anything unusual happen in San Diego
on this last road trip?
Besides us winning?
Uh...
No, it was just like any other road trip.
Meaning?
What happens on the road stays on the road.
What, omertà, like the Mafia?
Look...
It's stressful.
Guys are away from home.
They go out at night, burn off steam.
And obviously, there are women --
throwing themselves at all the players.
Some guys handle it well. Others...
Ah.
Whoa.
Five texts in a row.
Let me guess -- T.K.
Uh-oh.
I better call him back.
Hey, yo, Dr. D, where is the love?
I been texting and calling you all day.
Yeah, my session. I got it.
But I can't wait till my session,
'cause Irv Superfon is trying to derail my locomotive!
Why the hell not?!
W-wait, wait, wait. Ray Jay got what?
Acetaminophen and codeine
for short-term pain relief.
Happily it's not a tear. It's just a sprain.
So the good news is, Ray Jay,
four to six weeks -- good as new.
Four to six weeks?
Hey, beats surgery and four to six months.
You, uh, have a visitor.
Whoo! How's it going, boy?!
T.K.?
What's up, man?
Hey, I hope you smacked the hell out that dude.
No, but I will next time I see him, for sure.
You okayed this?
No, I did not.
Um, come here. Okay, just hear me out. I see.
You look shady. You look shady to me.
Leanne.
Hello, Dr. Santino.
Thanks for taking my call. Come on in.
Thanks.
Tell me about San Diego.
I can't.
Those are the rules. I can't talk about it with anyone.
Leanne, hey.
You can talk about it with me.
Okay. Um...
San Diego, I surprised Derek on the road.
And...
I saw Shannon's husband.
Ryan.
Leaving his hotel room with someone else --
another woman.
Uh, Ryan cornered me later,
and he let me know that there would be consequences
for my husband
if I told anyone, especially Shannon.
So...
You created this rift with Shannon
so that you wouldn't have to face each other.
I tried to talk to Derek about it.
He told me, "You didn't see anything."
Just...
I thought I married a man, not a football team.
Listen...
I can't pretend to know what it feels like,
this road code that you're expected to keep.
But, Leanne...
No one can dictate the rules
of your relationships...
unless you let them.
If I'd have known you were here,
I would have showered and changed.
Oh, well, if you showered and changed,
I wouldn't be so happy to be here.
How's Dani's son?
ACL sprain, but his ego got a big boost.
T.K. made a surprise appearance.
Speaking of T.K.,
I was thinking maybe he should consider a change.
In what, his diet, brand of underwear?
In, um, who he's seeing -- therapy.
This guy comes highly recommended.
Look, T.K.'s behavior has been consistently erratic.
Erratic behavior is who the dude is.
Therapy takes time.
Mm.
What?
The constant angling.
You have had issues with Dani
since the moment you stepped in here.
That is not what this is about.
Then what's it about?
I'm just saying, you don't want to be the guy
who brings in the wrong fix.
Bringing in the right fix
could make you a hero in Pittman's eyes.
Do you see a boyfriend or another project here?
I see a man who has the intellect,
savvy, and sex appeal
to end up as general manager someday.
- In time, hopefully. - Well, there's no time like the present.
Stop!
I'm on my time.
If you're gonna have a problem with that --
I got to go.
Honey.
What'd I say about pain meds on an empty stomach?
They don't affect me, Mom. Really?
Um...
Honey...
I know you act like it doesn't bother you
that I'm gone so much these days for work.
Ma... I love your new job.
Yeah, so, Ray Jay...
that story from English class,
you know, the mom dying with the brain tumor.
You totally didn't write that, did you?
No.
Lindsay wrote that. You know I suck at writing.
Yes, I do.
She owed me for not narcing on her when she got busted.
Right, busted.
For selling T.K.'s stuff at the stadium.
T.K. is the man.
Always comes through for a friend.
Does he, now?
He -- he got me into Club Zara.
Hot club. Hot ladies.
And when my car got stolen, he bought me a new one.
Am I in trouble?
It's bad enough that T.K. shows up at my house unannounced,
with the occasional stripper,
crashes my son's pizza party or the doctor's.
But now I find out
that he's taken my underage son to a club,
bought him a car.
He what?
- Yeah. - Ohh.
T.K. hasn't just crossed the line,
he has blown the frickin' line up!
You're right. You're 100% right.
It's just...
You know that T.K.'s on tender footing right now.
That's all I'm asking you --
can you just wait until after the game
to talk to him about all this stuff?
It's for the sake of the team.
Okay.
It's just that, I mean, there comes a point
where I can't be compromised anymore.
I do have a therapeutic code that I need to live by.
I get it.
San Diego? W-what about it?
I wasn't there.
Tell me about the road code.
How do you feel about it?
You get used to a certain lifestyle,
being a football wife, Dr. Santino.
It's a trade-off, accepting the possibility
that there are things in your husband's life that...
Remember what we talked about
with the shoplifting being triggered by loss or depression?
Mm.
You lost something, didn't you?
A friend.
All right, so...
I took things that reminded me of Leanne. So what?
You're suggesting I want something that she has?
My husband is a star safety.
He makes 10 times what her husband makes.
We are well-off, secure.
You tell me -- you tell me,
what the hell does she have that I don't have?
Tell me.
The truth.
Maybe you do know what happened in San Diego.
Tell me what it means...
when your husband has two cellphones.
When you can't get ahold of him at 3:00 a.m. on the road.
When 52 other players, their wives, and the press
all know that your husband is a dog.
I get it.
I just thought it would be different for us.
Maybe if I kept my body.
If I was just...
A really good wife.
Shannon, your husband's choices
have nothing to do with you.
I want to walk away, but it just scares the hell out of me.
I got two kids. This is my whole life.
I will help you come up with a plan,
if that's what you decide.
And we can continue to work together
for as long as you like.
Oh.
And Leanne?
What about Leanne?
Juliette.
You didn't answer my calls.
You can't be in here.
I have to tell you something.
Well, we have to get you out of coach's office.
I dumped Kurt.
You were right. He's a creep.
And?
I don't want to keep messing up.
Then don't.
Help me.
For real.
If you're looking for T.K., he just finished a massage.
He should be out in 15 or 20.
Look, I'm sorry.
I've run at this pace ever since I was 7 years old,
trying to power my way through Girl Scouts.
Well, I'm sure you looked cute in the uniform.
Actually, I tried redesigning them.
- Of course you did. - Well, they were outdated.
Needed rebranding.
Well, you don't have to brand me.
I know.
I can be pushy.
- No. - Little aggressive?
Who, you?
Well, it is what makes me successful.
Yes.
But...
It doesn't belong in our relationship.
And I get that.
Good.
I'm gonna miss you when you go to San Francisco.
Good.
I'm bringing my things back with me.
♪ Love bleeds into strife ♪
Very good.
♪ Hidden in plain sight ♪
♪ it's still hard to see ♪
If you want me, I'll be just in the office, okay?
♪ Oh, the irony in life ♪
Thanks.
♪ Cut from the same stone ♪
♪ we all shine a different hue ♪
♪ why, then, do we sharpen our knives? ♪
♪ cutting down others ♪
Hey, Linds?
♪ To protect our points of view ♪
I wanted to know if you want to go to a movie together.
I'm going to Winter's.
Oh.
Lindsay...
How are you?
I'm fine.
Fine as in gave me a brain tumor and killed me off?
It was just a story.
Okay, well...
I'm not gonna pretend that it didn't hurt my feelings.
But I know that I have been read pretty thin lately
and that you have gotten the short end more than Ray Jay.
It's all right. I get it.
You're a single mom, a team of one now.
I get it.
Team of one.
Do you want to know
the thing I noticed the most about your story?
Well, I mean, the other thing I noticed about your story?
You're talented.
You are incredibly gifted.
Ironic and imaginative.
I should have known it was your voice.
♪ Hidden in plain sight ♪
Keep writing.
Just don't kill me.
♪ The irony in life ♪
Cotton sheets? No heated towel racks?
How will I ever survive?
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
I'm doing this for you, not him.
Don't do this for me or your father
or anybody else.
You do it for yourself, Juliette.
You're starting to sound like a therapist.
Thank you.
Don't mention it.
To anyone.
It's a shame you never had kids.
You would have made a great dad.
Yo.
You pick that game yesterday?
Killed it! Fans ate it up.
Back on team T.K.
I'm happy for you.
You should be.
And Irv Superfon --
this fool really thinks he can get me.
Take that, btch.
Terrence, you've said it's important to you to be liked.
Fan love fills the seats, Doc.
That's why you play? To fill the seats?
What you getting at?
There are some places where it is healthy
to seek love and admiration.
And then there are some places where maybe it's not.
Ray Jay has told me about the extent of your friendship,
about you guys hanging out at the club.
No. Oh. It did not even go down like that.
That you bought him a car?
Ray Jay was hemmed up.
I helped him out of a situation. That was it.
And as far as the club goes, he just showed up.
Doc, it's not like I let him drink anything.
Come on.
You're my patient.
You cannot have a relationship with my son
that I find unacceptable.
And that means texting, calling,
signing merchandise, buying cars.
You're pissed off about the club and the car -- got that.
I want to know why it is that you feel it's okay
to break every boundary that I have set.
I think that it is important for us to look at that.
You know what, Doc?
Don't nobody care about your boundaries.
You can't just put me in a little box
and expect me not to make a move without asking.
I'm not that kind of dude.
I thought we was friends, Doc.
Terrence, I care about you deeply.
I want so much for you.
But the truth...
is our relationship...
is therapeutic...
And that means that we can't really be friends.
You know, there's all these rules
that you have for football.
These are sort of the rules for therapy.
I-I have enabled this behavior,
so I can admit that I am partly at fault here.
Partly?
That is taking real responsibility, Doc.
I'm so proud of you.
You got all the PhDs.
It is all your fault.
I ain't no better off than I was two months ago.
So what's that tell you?
I am through with you.
I'm through with your little office.
I'm through with your little rules and regulations
and your goddamn jelly beans.
I'm done with you.
Period.
Lights out.
You lost one.
== sync, corrected by elderman ==